Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

Thinking of this, the man's eyes became colder. He was waiting for the moment when Yu Wenzhang showed his flaws, the moment when he showed his tired state, the moment when he could no longer resist being hurt by someone's sword, then his chance would come.

He wanted to carry Yu Wenwen's head in exchange for a great reward from Master Zhu Guo. He had already thought about this reward countless times in his mind.

Yu Wenzhang gradually fell behind. He could not withstand the attacks of so many people on his own. He was even forced to speak because he had no time.

Even if he wastes a second, even if he opens his mouth, someone might catch him and give him a fatal blow.

Fortunately, after staying in the darkness for a long time, apart from being unable to see anything at first, his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness of the tent, and he was able to gradually see everything in the tent clearly.

After Yu Wenzhang's eyes could adapt to the darkness and he could clearly see the things in the tent, his heart immediately "knocked".

He was surrounded by people, densely packed in circles and circles, surrounding him in the center of the crowd.

How did so many people get in? This is Yu Wenzhang’s first question, and of course it is also his last.

Because he had no time to think about it later. Through the gap in the crowd, he saw that His Majesty was caught. His hands and wrists were grabbed together and twisted behind his back. His whole body was pressed on the bed, his mouth There was still a ball of rags blocking his face, his face was facing his direction, his eyes were filled with tears, I don't know if it was pain or something...

Yu Wenwen instantly became furious. He became more and more frustrated. The drug slowed down his skills, but he directly shouldered the damage and rushed towards Su Qing.

Trading injuries for injuries should be changed to trading injuries for lives in Yu Wenzhang's case. He no longer cares about the attacks that obviously can't hurt his life, but directly chooses to follow them hard. Taking advantage of the man's frozen state with the sword put away, he backhand He passed his long sword towards the man and killed him like this.

With this method, Yu Wenzhang actually managed to carve out a bloody path, tearing a hole in the encirclement and heading towards Su Qing. One more person would provide a little more help, and the chance of escape would be greater.

Someone said, why not let Yu Wenwen run to the door of the camp? Don't forget, Yu Wenzhang was forced in. There were no fewer guards at the door than there were in the tent.

Even if Yu Wenwen desperately rushed to the door of the camp, there would still be a bunch of people's swords waiting for him, and he would not be able to escape.

The people guarding Su Qing didn't seem to expect that Yu Wenwen could really break out of the encirclement. They had no time to react, and were stabbed to the core by Yu Wenwen one by one with his sword.

Yu Wenwen lifted Su Qing up from the bed and protected him behind him. Then he gently picked it up with his toes, and a long sword lying on the ground flew into Yu Wenwen's hand with a "whoosh" sound.

Yu Wenwen stuffed the long sword into Su Qing's arms. The long sword in his hand danced like a tiger. While resisting other people's attacks, he said without looking back: "Use it for self-defense! If anyone comes over, stab him." Him! Find the right opportunity to shout for help outside! Otherwise we will both die here!!"

After all, Yu Wenzhang no longer had time to care about Su Qing's affairs. All his mind was on the assassin in front of him.

Although a large number of assassins lined up in front of him to attack him, Yu Wenzhang didn't actually take them to heart. In Yu Wenzhang's view, these were just minions. Although they were troublesome, they were nothing to be afraid of. What he was really paying attention to was the man who was leaning against the wall with a sword and staring at him coldly, but never made a move.

He keenly smelled danger from that person's body. Although it was not very obvious, if the boat capsized in the gutter due to carelessness, he would not even have a place to cry.

Su Qing was silent as he looked at the long sword thrust into his hand by Yu Wenwen, a strange expression flashed across his face.

Yu Wenwen didn't have time to care about Su Qing behind him. He was groggy and didn't have much mental strength.

At this moment, half of his mind is used to guard against the person who has not taken action, and the other half of his mind is used to resist the large number of people in front of him. Even if Yu Wenwen is the pinnacle of martial arts in this world, it will still be somewhat difficult.

Although those people were killed one by one by his sword, in real terms, Yu Wenwen was still at a disadvantage.

But after rushing to Su Qing's side, Yu Wenzhang got a little benefit, that is, Su Qing and the bed were behind him, and there were no assassins anymore.

In other words, the places he needs to defend have changed from four sides before to three sides now. Although the situation is still very serious, it is much better than before.

Yu Wenzhang gasped violently, his heart was beating hard, and his whole body was covered with sweat and blood.

Yu Wenzhang was a little angry. Since he took power, has he ever become so embarrassed? It would remind him of the awkward situation he felt as a child, trapped in his family's backyard.

Yu Wenzhang took a deep breath and was about to make a final desperate attempt. Suddenly, his heart twitched violently, and then he began to experience severe pain. This pain lasted endlessly, spreading from the heart to the limbs and bones. .

Yu Wenwen's movement to resist was blunted, and he was stabbed in the abdomen by a sword before he could dodge.

Yu Wenzhang: "!"

Blood instantly poured out from the wound, and Yu Wenzhang had no choice but to take a step back and fell directly into Su Qing's arms.

The leading assassin immediately said: "Stop."

Everyone stopped moving for a moment.

Yu Wenwen gasped violently and stood firm against Su Qing, then gently brushed Su Qing's arms away to protect him behind him, and then looked at the leading assassin with somewhat hazy eyes.

The pain from his heart all the way to his limbs and bones was excruciating, as if he was being eaten by thousands of poisonous insects. The intense pain made him break into a cold sweat instantly.

His heart was beating even more violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest due to pain, his brain was also dizzy, his throat was burning like a knife, and his ears were buzzing, and even he Double images began to appear in his eyes...

Yu Wenzhang had no choice but to put his sword upright on the ground, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands to support his body and prevent himself from falling.

He smiled bitterly, he never thought he would become what he is now. I thought that Yu Wenwen had been extremely powerful for most of his life, but he didn't expect that his boat would actually capsize in the gutter. He had obviously been extremely careful...

"I only have one question..." Yu Wenzhang endured the pain in his body and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why are you also in the camp, but you are not affected by the incense at all?"